Archive for the ‘Tales’ Category

Tennis Court Tantrums and French Onion Soup

Nearly four years ago The Hubs and I went on a trip to Wisconsin, sort of a last hoorah before he began his second year of law school, and I went back to teaching in September. It wasn’t much of a trip, just to an inn with some restaurants, a pool, tennis courts (we [...]

Poll for the grossest person at the playground

So there I am, sitting at the MOST AWESOME PLAYGROUND EVER, congratulating Hubby and myself for making the drive and getting there on such a beautiful day without any major mishaps. Robby and I are enjoying the breeze while Sam plays in the huge sandbox with his Dad. Looking around and taking in [...]

A Plague on my New House!

Perhaps it took us too long to get our lawn cut after we moved in, because I’m starting to wonder if one of the neighbors put a hex on us or something. Let me share the evidence - all of this, with the exception of my trip down the stairs, has occurred in the [...]

Fowl Games

I awoke to rain and a toddler who refused to go to school. I knew the latter was crucial since said toddler would not be getting out of the house due to the former, so I started the long process of getting a writhing child out the door in a timely fashion. He’s [...]

Letters to My Bad Neighbors, Part One

Today we visited our house, our very first house. Hubby and I have lived in various apartments since we graduated from college nearly ten years ago. We close at the end of this month. Very exciting, very overwhelming. We took measurements and tried to place furniture in our minds. We [...]

A Person’s a Person, No Matter How Small

“Underweight,” “Off the chart,” “Failure to thrive” - all of these I have heard in the past year regarding Sam’s size. For months I have been trying to get him to gain weight because he is not high enough on “the chart.” Oh, the chart, the all important chart. Last summer, [...]

She should be suspended.

Plagiarism is the fondest form of flattery.  Is that the saying?  I think it’s actually supposed to be “imitation,” but that’s pretty close.  I will tell you though, that in reality it makes you sweat.  It makes you feel ill.  It makes you shake to have someone flatter you in this way.
My husband has stumbled [...]